This is a song about "Fake friendz"

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Hit and miss these fake crips

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Frightening, so fucking frightening

And my niggas say that dope is fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Ur love was always fake

What is it gonna take

I got fake people, chomping down.

To come and change my life around

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Ur love was always fake

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

I'm in love with your business